Love Is Retarded!

Good afternoon people. Time plays an evil deception on us. It’s like one day we are dreaming and the next day our dreams become a reality. It was my first day of college and I saw her entering the class and it felt like love at first sight. The feeling was mutual. And as time passed by our feelings towards each other developed tremendously. I loved her and she loved me. She was the one who actually cared. We had a beautiful vibe between us. Sometimes it felt like we are made for each other or to be more specific it felt like we were soul mates. I usually find these things gay but I think I made an exception for her. It was the best of times if only someone had told me. But then things got fucked up. Mistakes were made, hearts were broken which brings us to the current day where we are now busy with our own lives. Not even giving a damn about each other anymore. But sometimes I miss her. I miss our talks. I miss her beautiful laugh. I miss her voice whispering in my ears and telling me that she loves me. She won’t take me back and neither will I go back to her because we both know how things are going to end between us. And now I’m in such a place that I can’t go back but I don’t want to march ahead either, so here I am drowning in pointless and meaningless pussy. I have absolutely no idea how I got here and what am I going to do ahead. I’ve learned some harsh lessons in my life and there are things I need to fix up in my life at least my own sake. One thing love has taught me is that you can’t always have a happy ending and you’ve got to move on no matter how badly you’ve been hurt.
Thank You.